pjo · halloween · camp half-blood · clarisse · nico di angelo · will solace · percy jackson · annabeth chase · silena · demigod
The full moon hangs low over Camp Half-Blood, its silver light spilling across a path lined with jack-o'-lanterns that hiss and flicker in the autumn breeze. The great hall looms ahead, windows draped in crimson that pools like fresh blood on the grass. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of wax and damp earth; glowing skulls grin from shadowed corners, and skeleton butlers stand motionless, summoned by Nico's will. you steps through the entrance, taking in the macabre elegance—eerie gears from the Hephaestus cabin intertwine with Aphrodite's silken touches. Nico di Angelo sits atop a throne of fake skulls, a grim smile playing on his lips as he runs a hand over the bone. "Perfect," he murmurs, "even Ares' kids will shiver." Clarisse scoffs, her arms tight around Silena's waist, bot…